The soul is annihilated.

Along with Awu's body, it turned into a smear of ashes.

Mu Qianqian held the bone jade hairpin, staring at all this without blinking.

Black fire.

This is the first time she has seen it.

Different from the heat and burning of ordinary flames.

The fire is actually cold.

Cold, cold and cold.

Even from this distance, you can feel the chill that penetrates into your bones.

The man in front of him.

The moment he released the black flame, the breath around him completely changed.

His eyes were even more brutal and bloodthirsty.

It seems to be a little different from Mo Yan she knows.

She couldn't tell me what was different.

But he looked very handsome when he punished the old monk.

[Master, you are crazy about flowers!]

Xiao Huang's merciless mockery came from Mu Qianqian's mind.

Humph, a stinky man.

The master actually stared at him for so long!

Isn't it just a flame?

So will Xiaohuang.

The fireball that Xiaohuang squirted out was so powerful.

The black flame is so ugly!

Xiaohuang's eyes were disgusted, but she couldn't help but be afraid in her heart.

Oh my god!

It must not touch the black fire...

horrible!

The string of skull bells that fell to the ground were trembling.

The remnants inside were terrified.

Want to escape...

If you accidentally make a sound, the bell makes a sound.

The remnant soul floating in the air paused for a second...

Seeing Mo Yan's cold and bloodthirsty eyes, it looked like he was.

Oh my god, run away...

The Great Devil is here to see it!

The black air was in chaos and fled in all directions!

Mo Yan waved his hand.

A huge net of heaven and earth descended.

Trapped all the remnants of souls inside.

Then pop your fingers.

The black hell fire floated over.

A shrill scream resounded throughout the sky.

Begging for mercy and crying are mixed with each other.

Soon, the black gas that was running around in the net of heaven and earth eventually turned into ashes and dissipated into the sky.

On the ground.

The skull bell that looked inconspicuous suddenly pierced into the ground!

"Catch it!" Ye Sihuang was shocked and his spiritual power rushed towards the skull bell.

Unfortunately, there are no traces of skull bells.

"Let it escape, this bell is just a medium, it seems that the old guy has a backer behind it!"

Ye Sihuang's face was so gloomy that it seemed that ink was about to drip out of it.

The strength of the old monk is already shocking.

Then isn’t the master behind him even more terrifying?

Mo Yan's eyes were deep and his face was extremely ugly.

"The god blocks the gods and kills the Buddhas. No matter who they are, the person who comes will die!"

The cold voice was filled with endless bloodthirsty killing, resounding throughout the world.

Ye Sihuang nodded.

"Since the matter has been resolved, let's go back to the inn first."

If Ling'er doesn't go back, she should be worried.
Chapter completed!